Story Challenge: Letter “F”

Hi Bloggers! Do you have to share a story or a short reflection tagged with the letter “F”? For example I’ve written about FEAR (watch below) and FIRE, FISHES and FUNERALS, FRIEND or FOE, FORTRESS or FRAGILE, FLAT IRONS or FRANCE, F-86 Air Force FIGHTER or FIAT 500, FACE or FEET, FUN or FOOTBALL, FASHION or FARMING, FOAM or FLAMENCO, FATHER or FROG, FREE-BIRD or FRUSTRATION, FLAG or FIELD etc. – I’m sure you’ll find an own story or a short reflection tagged with “F”! Feel free to add in the comments the link to your personal interpretation of the letter “F”!!!

Hi Frizztext, How are you? I nominated you for the Lovely Blog Award, which is to say i really like what you have done in the age of information with all your diverse talents> I’m so glad our interest met, cross roads, and are quite part of this large river of zero und ein ya? Thank you so much, Frizztext!

“What good is the internet?” – I made a little website and posted stories about the ancestors, with photos – thank you for this nice little story! And I like the photo featuring Isabella and Ian! That’s family!

for sure my cat would hate this tractor – though she always runs to my side, if I play guitar – acoustic guitar – she escapes if I switch on my amplifier for my electric guitar. O.K. I was told, they hear 7 times better than me …

Someone in my eyes good description of “fear” – my mother’s mother taught me that “eye contact” was important and is important – a lot of fear rooted perhaps in that one does not know what you fear – it’s going to be a monster so – knowledge or awareness, I think eliminates a lot of fear… ;-)

“…She often watched the other mothers and listened to their stories. They seemed so filled with love and admiration for their babies. They cherished every minute. Each moment was a joyous occasions. They threw themselves into motherhood, attending seminars and shows, shopping for baby goods, reading parenting books. Why wasn’t she interested in these things? Why couldn’t she be like them?…”
P.S.:
my mother brought me to an orphanage when I was three weeks old; she thought I would die because I was very ill… – she tried to forget me; I managed to find her 40 years later; she was very surprised, that I was living …

Childhood friendship is formed over a shared love of fishing…
– or playing guitar – or riding horses – or using canoes – or booking a dancing lesson – or making a bicycle journey, climbing a mountain etc. …